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Three hours later, Xiao Moli and Xiao Chen rushed to City A and got off the plane, where their people were already waiting.

Xiao Moli's face was extremely cold, and without saying a word, he got into the car directly.

He had already used the dark night positioning system to locate An Ziqi on the plane, because there was an earthquake here, the magnetic field became extremely unstable, and the satellite could not receive the signal at all, and he had no way to locate her current location.

The sky in City A is still pouring rain, and there is no sign of stopping.

The car drove the rugged mountain road, full of dangers, and several times the wheels skidded and almost slipped into the ravine outside.

Fortunately, none of their people are ordinary people, and their psychological quality and driving skills are excellent, so there are no accidents.

Halfway through the drive, a faint light and a figure suddenly appeared in front of me, blocking the road.

Someone immediately got out of the car and ran over to look, and then ran to Xiao Moli and Xiao Chen's car, "Li Shao, there is a rescue team in front, because of the heavy rain, a landslide in front of them blocked the road, and they are rushing to repair the road." ”

Xiao Moli and Xiao Chen got out of the car, and someone immediately held an umbrella for them, but the wind and rain were too strong, and the umbrella was basically useless, and when they walked to the temporary command post built with a tent, Xiao Moli was already soaked.

The people inside the tent were hurriedly packing up.

The people inside obviously knew about Xiao Moyi's arrival in the negotiation just now, and hurriedly greeted him.

"Mr. Xiao, hello."

Six hours have passed since the incident, but the situation is getting worse and worse because of the weather.

The person in charge knew that there were two Huanyu artists in the team of public welfare activities, but he didn't expect Xiao Moli to rush to the disaster area in person because of the artists.

Xiao Moli had a calm face, "What's the situation, how long will it take to pass?" ”

The person in charge hurriedly replied, "The rainstorm has been falling for nearly ten hours in a row, the situation here is very bad, there may be landslides at any time, and mudslides erupt, it is very dangerous for people to stay here, our people are now ready to evacuate, Mr. Xiao, I suggest that you go back first for safety, and wait for the rain to be lighter tomorrow before ......."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Moli's face had completely sunk, and he glanced at him coldly.

"Leave the stuff here, and the guy with you will get out immediately."

He wasn't counting on these rescuers either.

The person in charge was numb from his cold eyes, and said stiffly, "Mr. Xiao, there is an order from above, everything is based on ensuring the safety of people's lives, you can't stay in such a dangerous ......"

"Get out." After Xiao Moli finished speaking, he went outside with a cold face and rain to personally repair the road with his people.

Xiao Chen was helpless, took out the phone and dialed a number, and then handed it over to the person in charge.

The person in charge hurriedly answered, nodded like a chicken pecking rice, then returned the mobile phone to Xiao Chen, and immediately took someone out to repair the road.

Two hours later, this section of the road was finally passed, Xiao Moli was covered in rain, did not take any rest, and immediately went on the road.

On the next road, they encountered several more landslides, but fortunately, there were no casualties, and by the time they reached the elementary school, it was already dark.

The ground has cracked a few gaps, the school has collapsed into a mess, some people have escaped the earthquake, and several people are struggling to clear the rubble to rescue those buried below.

Xiao Moyi swept around and didn't see An Ziqi, forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, stepped forward and grabbed a person's collar, "What about An Ziqi?" ”

The man was drenched in the rainstorm all night, shivering from the cold, and pointed to the badly collapsed school building with a trembling finger.